"The troubles are gone, and the red dust is far away. ”

The voice was low and slow, lingering in the dilapidated main hall, and seemed to be heard far away from the sound of rain and ticking, quiet and quiet.

Mu Yunle was completely stunned, only to feel that there was some impact washing his soul, just like when he was young, he accompanied his mother to the Buddhist temple to make a vow, stayed for one night, he loved to laugh and make trouble, stirring up the hustle and bustle of the courtyard, and suddenly heard the evening drum and morning bell, "dang, dang, dang" In the voice, the soul seems to have been washed away from the dust, ethereal and clear, great peace and purity, since then, he has become a lot quieter.

Similar to the proverb of "the troubles are gone, the red dust is far away", she has heard it many times, but she has never felt like this today, think about it, when other monks recite this sentence, they are often shaving for others, for the worldly people who are disheartened and see through the red dust, the green smoke curls, covering the face, mostly admonishment and expectation, solemn, solemn, but less than the gray-robed monk really decided to pass through the catastrophe just now, missing the true sense of the green light ancient Buddha.

All the loneliness, all the sorrow, all the hope, are buried in this sentence.

The troubles are gone, and the red dust is far away.

After a while, Mu Yunle came back to his senses, and found that he had forgotten to guard the outside of the temple for a while, quietly stuck out his tongue, and laughed at himself in his heart: "Master always said that I am too young, not enough tempering, my heart is still immature, and my feelings are floating on the surface, although it is very suitable for the poetic swordsmanship of the Huanhua Sword School, but after all, there is a little less precipitation, it is easy to unite heaven and man, and it is difficult to return to the truth like my predecessors, and now it seems that it is not unreasonable......

She frankly admitted that she had a lack of heart, and she almost forgot about the big thing because she touched the scene.

"Master, have you also heard this song? Do you know the true wisdom monk? Your Dharma name is really determined, could it be that you are the senior monk of the Shaolin Zhenzi generation?" Mu Yunle took the opportunity of calming his soul because of his feelings, and his spirit spread outward. In harmony with heaven and earth, sensing all kinds of movements, while expressing the doubts that did not have time to arise just now.

Then she saw the gray-robed monk really knocking on the wooden fish, without opening his eyes or turning his head, and replied in a low voice: "I am fortunate to have heard it." ”

Heard ...... more than twenty years ago The "last life" that is rarely recalled......

The hall became quiet all of a sudden, the atmosphere was pure and revealing a little bit of thoughtlessness after exhaustion, the rain outside the temple was sudden, and the lotus leaves were ticking.

Mu Yunle retracted his gaze and no longer bothered the gray-robed monk.

Then. Wang Tong said, "Miss Yunle, why do you feel weird?

"Don't you think Master Zhending is the kind of monk who hides a story? There must be a story that makes people feel angry and can't help but cry......" Mu Yunle's eyes were dark, quite smart, and when she didn't use a sword, she still had a girl's coquettish attitude.

Speaking of this, she suddenly laughed at herself: "Oh, leave me alone, our people from the Huanhua Sword Sect are so inexplicable!"

"I know, I know, everyone is in Huanzhou. How could you not know that the Huanhua Sword School is a poetry and sword romance?" Wang Tong hurriedly defended.

The girl in front of her is proud and introverted, confident and calm, and loves to be praised by others. When using the sword, it seems that the whole person is glowing, there is Ren Xia, and there is chic, which makes people can't take their eyes off. On weekdays, it is advisable to be happy and hateful, innocence remains, and a smile is a landscape...... He closed his gaze. I'm afraid of being seen by the other party, and I can't hide the admiration in my eyes.

Mu Yunle didn't look at him at all, supporting his chin with one hand and his elbow with the other, while guarding the dark night of the lonely mountains, he looked at the lotus flowers and the rain, and the petals were fresh.

The sound of the wooden fish sounded, which was extremely calming, and I don't know how long it took, Liang Jiuzhou spit out a mouthful of ink blood with a poof, and his pale face was a little more flushed.

"Senior Liang, has your injury improved greatly?" Mu Yunle said happily, she felt that Liang Jiuzhou's aura was a lot more majestic.

Liang Jiuzhou took a light breath and said, "At dawn, you should be able to recover the power of the three successes, which is enough to take you away." ”

Before Mu Yunle and Wang Tong could speak, Liang Jiuzhou turned his head to look outside the temple, only to see that the rain was pouring down, the mist was filled, and the night was so deep that he couldn't see far away, he frowned and said: "I also plan to take advantage of the night to hurry up after healing and get rid of the track...... Such a heavy rain and such a dark night is the environment that the powerful demon beast likes to haunt, if it is encountered, it is endless, no less than being attacked from the outside. ”

Things are urgent, the enemy is behind, if it is not for the environmental restrictions, how can we take shelter from the rain to heal the wounds.

"Senior Liang, the heavy rain in the dark night and the Lonely Mountain Demon Beast are a threat to us, and the same is true for the enemies we are tracking, so don't worry too much. Wang Tong said with relief.

Mu Yunle pondered for a moment and said, "Do you know which enemies are being tracked by the seniors?"

Before, Liang Jiuzhou only said that the pursuer was strong, and dissuaded the two of them not to help, but did not specify what they were.

Liang Jiuzhou sighed and said: "I don't know anything else, I only know two of them, one is the descendant of the contemporary Joy Bodhisattva, the 'Bodhisattva of Washing Desire' Ying Ning, although she has not stepped through the first ladder, but it is not much worse than the four heavens, the other is the maid of the previous generation of 'Da Luo Demon Girl' Gu Xiaosang, and today's 'Brocade Sanren' Shao Changge, her cultivation is no worse than that of Ying Ning, and she is deeply valued by the contemporary Luojiao saints. ”

"Contemporary Joy Bodhisattva Descendant Ying Ning...... Shao Changge, a brocade weaver, ......, "Wang Tong gasped, these are all famous figures in the Evil Demon Zuo Dao today!"

Mu Yunle restrained his expression and said solemnly: "The Nine Demons are mixed together again?"

"When it is. Liang Jiuzhou sensed the surroundings, and there was uneasiness in his expression.

Tuk, tuk, tuk, they waited for the rain to stop, guarding against the enemy, and before they knew it, it was already slightly bright, the clouds had cleared and the rain had dispersed, and the night was peaceful.

Governor Liang Jiuzhou breathed a sigh of relief, finally passed the most dangerous moment, hurriedly got up, and saluted the gray-robed monk Meng Qi: "Master, I will say goodbye, thank you for taking me in." ”

Meng Qi returned the salute without words.

Liang Jiuzhou released a gang wind, rolled up Mu Yunle and Wang Tong, stuck to the ground, and fled out.

When leaving, Mu Yunle couldn't help but glance back, only to see that the gray-robed monk was still a green and ancient Buddha, and the wooden fish was monotonous, he was sitting there, it seemed that the original spirit was deeply hidden, and his heart was like ashes, leaving a body in vain.

The journey was safe, and they arrived at the nearest city of the Northern Zhou.

............

Outside the lonely ridge, Ying Ning, who was becoming more and more beautiful and delicate, looked at Shao Changge, who deliberately imitated Gu Xiaosang, frowned and said, "They actually slipped away, will it still be hidden in this mountain?"

"We searched this mountain inch by inch last night, searched it three times, and fought five battles with demon beasts, how can there be any trace of them? Shao Changge said lightly.

Ying Ning snorted: "When did Liang Jiuzhou have this ability? If you are his brother Gu Changqing, you can't hide it from me!"

"Don't you allow others to have adventures?" Shao Changge looked into the distance, "Let's go back." ”

............

In the border city of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Liang Jiuzhou went to find the person who spoke from Thrush Villa here, Mu Yunle listened to Hu Le, and walked on the street, accompanied by Wang Tong.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she saw an acquaintance: "Yuan Nuxia, you also came to Northern Zhou?"

Not far away is a woman with a bold dress and bright color, unlike the people of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the Great Jin Dynasty, she has a beautiful appearance, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes are a little mature.

The woman Mu Yunle recognized was called Yuan Yang, a person from the Southern Wilderness, who took advantage of the contraction of the Bloody Clothes Sect to help many tribes get rid of their original predicament, and has always been admired, but now the Bloody Clothes Sect is ready to move, she has to retreat into the Central Plains, trying to protect herself first.

Because the Huanhua Sword Sect is closer to the Southern Wilderness, she and Yuan Yang have met a few times, and they admire each other quite a lot, especially when there is nothing to inherit, she is about to cross the first ladder!

Yuan Yang smiled and said, "You little guy, have you wandered to the grassland?"

Bub...... Mu Yunle remembered the past and quickly changed the topic: "Yuan Nuxia, are you traveling?"

Yuan Yang's smile became light: "Yes, I'm also looking for someone." ”

She looked stunned suddenly, as if she said to herself: "Many people say that he is dead, but I believe that he must still be alive because of some reason." (To be continued......)